A/N: I know this might have been done by various writers here but bear with me. I'm leaving this as a one shot 1st.
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A man kicks a unconscious person into a shallow ditch, along with his belongings inside, stopping only to catch his breath before picking the 2 big jerrycans of petrol beside him
6 litres of petrol were dumped into the ditch after which he lights a cigarette with a match, throwing the matchstick into the ditch, igniting the petrol and destroying most of the body
After the flames die down, he covers up the shallow ditch, He walks to a payphone and calls the number, as the line picks up almost immediately.
"Is it done yet?"
"Let's just say he's missing for good"
"Ok, Thanks, Money's in the bank already"
"Good."
As he leaves the payphone booth, gets him into his beat up Black Cadillac , driving to his apartment/office, this was just his first call of the day. His next call came 30 minutes in.
"M, What's up. Any new stuff?"
"I got a guy that needs a special removal at 216 Avenue. 512497. Information given when you reach"
As he got up and walked towards into his car, and drove to the location. When he got there, there was a man at the front door. He ushered him in.
"What's the contract?"
"I need you to get rid of this person. If you see this lady with him, take them both out. I'll pay 4000 for both."
"What method you wanna take them out with?"
"Make it look like they got into an accident. They hang out near pier 17 at 15th. Ideally make them swim with the fishes. But anything is fine as long as they disappear."
As he talked further, the man tells him that the girl cheated on him with his best friend and broke up with him. He was itching for them to kick the bucket.
As got to the pier, it was 3 am. He sees the girl and the guy. They were in the car, relaxing, doors locked, brakes off. Near the end of the pier. He walks up and blocks the exhaust with a small rock, and walks away as the gas slowly fills the car. After 5 minutes he removes the rock and pushes the car into the sea below. As the car hits the water and sinks he walks away, feeling no resentment for what he did. As he walks to a payphone booth and calls the number.
"It's done."
"Alright, I'll transfer the money tomorrow"
"Take your time."
"Alright"
As the line went dead, he continued on, walking away from the pier. Got into his car and started the engine.
As a contract killer, he was good. His calling card was L.L, he was known to the criminal underworld as "The Ace", he was the best when it came to contracted killing. As he drove his car, back to his apartment. This was just another day in the hitman business. Little did he know someone was investigating his hits.